CAITLIN'S WALK

CAITLIN'S WALK

Caitlin walked into my dream,
Slipped right into my bed,
She looked deep in my eyes,
As she gave me sweet head.

I can scarcely believe,
How much pleasure I feel,
The feelings are so intense,
I am sure this is real.

Her lips are so soft,
As they bob up and down,
She looks so beautiful,
In that emerald green gown.

Her tongue is alive,
As it does a slow dance,
Going around and around,
Like a roulette game of chance.

She has an oral fixation,
On my penis tonite,
What Caitlin does to it,
Is an unforgetable sight.

I am starting to cum,
Like a hose that has leaks,
My balls issue forth,
And fill up her cheeks.

A stream of semen trickles out,
Of the corner of her mouth,
And flows down her fine chin,
As it heads for the South.

She licks pretty lips,
And swallows with delight,
The sweet load of cum,
That she came for this night.

I awake with a start,
And check out my dipstick,
There on the shaft,
Is a red coat of lipstick.

Was this a dream,
Or was this night real,
I don't know for sure,
But I know what I feel.

She is precious to me,
That's what my heart sung,
I love this fine lass,
With the talented tongue.